Everybody's got their own way of talking
Everybody's got their writer they want you to read
I choose rhyme over reason on the path I've been walking
Dangerously close to the edge
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
Of course we have problems and our lives are all fragile
What's at stake if not everything
The tighter you hold on, the more it unravels
And fortunes are thrown over the edge
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
One day there'll be spaceships to take us away
From the poisons we've sown in the earth
But the seats will be costly and too few to mention
And the galaxy pulls us to the edge
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
Of course we have problems and our lives are all fragile
But what's at stake, if not everything
